1 Chapter 1. The Ultimate Weapon: Born of Darkness

The screams echoed throughout the sterile walls of the laboratory as the woman gave birth, the doctors and nurses frantically trying to keep her alive. "Breathe, ma'am, breathe!" one of the urged, while another checked the fetal monitor. Finally, with a final push, the baby boy emerged, wailing and covered in blood and amniotic fluid. The doctors quickly cut the umbilical cord and whisked the newborn away to another room, leaving the exhausted mother lying there, tears streaming down her face.

Meanwhile, in a darkened office, a man in a black suit sat behind a polished desk, his face being hidden in the shadows. The only things visible were his piercing red eyes, which seemed to glow in the moonlight. "Is it ready?" He asked in a cold, emotionless voice, his gaze fixed on the older chubby scientist kneeling before him. "Yes, sir," the scientist replied, "Good get rid of her then," the man in the black suit ordered, his eyes never leaving the chubby man's face.

The scientist nodded, a sinister grin spreading across his face as he left the office. As he made his way down to the ward, he cackled to himself with the knowledge that this would be his most significant accomplishment thus far, he embarked on the task with great enthusiasm. In the ward, the doctors and nurses were busy injecting the soon-to-be dead mother with a deadly poison rushing her death, while lying to her that she needed to rest before she could see her baby.

Meanwhile, the scientist was busy prepping the newborn, injecting him with serums that would enhance and push his physical and mental limits, without these shots, the baby wouldn't survive what was going to happen to him.

Finally, it was time. The scientist checked the temperature of the chamber, making sure it was just right before they dropped the baby in. Then, he activated his quirk, manipulating and replicating their DNA until it was the exact same, the scientist sent over a quirk that sent the infant into a rage, wailing in agony until he passed out from exhaustion.

For the next several hours they continued this cycle of slowly giving the newborn micro-doses of the quirk allowing it to stay in the chamber to connect with the quirk and rejuvenate its injuries and montoring his vitals. After nearly a month, the experiment was finished, and all the scientist were cheering, thinking about how much they've made from this. Leaving them all behind the chubby scientist also known as Dr. 0020, walked out of the laboratory only stopping in front of the guards, looking straight with his arms behind his back, not glancing at them in the slightest he asked a simple question "Do you know me?" He asked to which they both replied in a lifeless manner "Yes, sir, we do.""Good, kill all of the scientists in there and discard of them when you're done as well as the woman." He stated. To which they both carried out instantly after after he had left.

After knocking he heard a response, "Enter," an emotionless response frightened Dr. 0020, but quickly regain his composure and entered, after making it in he head toward the polished desk and knelt with his head held low, the man behind the desk looked at him for a second before saying, "You may speak" he said in a commanding tone. Dr. 0020 slowly rose up and spoke. "It's finished, and the rest of the scientists have been taken care of, sir." He recounted.

The man nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. " Put the child into all training, his body is vital to me, keep me updated on his progress." He ordered. Dr. 0020 quickly assured that he'd get it done, not wanting to incur the wrath of this man, after the meeting Dr. 0020 quickly left the office.

The mysterious man walked over to the panorama windows behind his desk, staring into the distance as he thought about all the events following his control over the child's body and quirk. "Finally, my revenge will some come to fruition, and everything you stole from me will die with you," he murmured, his smile growing wider and more sadistic by the second, quickly gaining composure over his emotions.

The birth of this weapon is begun. And this man was eager to see what the future held for him